CABIN FEVAH

(have I not used this video on the blog yet?  I adore these boys…)

Today I got an email informing me that a boy on whom I had one of those from-afar crushes in college (you know, college-boy cute, deeply intellectual, older than me, comfortable with himself, well-dressed…someone whom I had no chance of getting to know) is following me on Twitter.  Yep.  Me.  Wow, I had no idea he knew me from Adam (or Eve, I guess?  What’s the female equivalent of this phrase?  I want to use it too often).  I then checked his Twitter page, and realized that he is now a reporter in DC, and I guess is using Twitter to get his name out there (as he is following almost 3,000 people).  I suppose I don’t have any commentary to make on this situation.

(I’VE GOT IT TOOOOOOOO)

I’ve gotten to a place in life where I’ve decided:  I need a vacation.  I’m now in a position of having to start from scratch for the second time in four months…new city (which, in Germany, means more than it does in America…remember, they haven’t even been unified for all that long), new family, new church (which I have yet to find), new friends (ditto, clearly)…new blessings, new challenges.  This is gonna be good, I think.  For now, though, I’m on overload.  I need a vaca.  Thank the Lord it’s coming soon:  Cinque Terre!

where I'll be next week...

I’ll meet my mama in Berlin (one of my favorite cities EVER…and she likes it too, which is nice ), and we’ll spend the better part of the day there; the next morning, we fly to Italy for about a week.  Fair Cinque Terre where we will lay our scene, but we’ll spend some time in Florence, too.  I CAN’T WAIT.  We both need it, I think.

OK, now I can’t resist…

 

And, finally, here’s…this.

I’ve added two new friends to my list-o-friends on the side there…and one is the person who directed the above video.  I’ll give you a hint:  it’s not the old friend whose wedding I was in last summer.  (Clearly.)  I know it’s super disturbing, but I still can’t stop laughing at it.  The first line gets me every time.